Missing in action

So I haven’t been blogging a lot lately. I haven’t been online a lot lately either.

So when I did get online the other day, the chao mrbrown noted the time and decided to buy 4D. Then LMD also said the same thing when I called her, so she got mrbrown to get a ticket for her as well. Don’t think they won anything though, because neither of them have quit their jobs yet.

Life’s been good though, and I’ve been doing a lot of grocery shopping. Y’know, the type of grocery shopping that leaves you with your room looking like a grocer’s?


Food on my table
I nair buy from NTUC, because Cheetos cannot buy in Singapore one.

Surf stop: Ahmad in Taiwan

Three Coins in the Fountain from the album “My Way: The Best of Frank Sinatra [DJ Specialist]” by Frank Sinatra

Fresh Chicken Juice

Wild Ginseng with Cordyceps Essence of Chicken (Juice)
Is like a party in a bottle!

I’ve been a little under the weather because of a very heavy weekend of birthday celebrations (that lasted until Monday, Yeehah!)

So, it was very nice to come home and discover that my mother had stored some tonic-like stuff in the fridge for me to consume. I can’t tell you what it tastes like, because it sorta defies description. Maybe the label might help:

This product is made from wild ginseng, cordyceps and fresh tender chicken prepared scientifically to retain its nutritious value. Recommendable for those physically weak. It alleviates fatigue, enhances appetite, accelerates growth, beautifies complexion, vitalizes and prolong life. Suitable to be taken by both sexes of all ages. Consumable hot or cold. Adult – 1 bottle, Children – 1/2 bottle (at a time).

Wild ginseng liquid 10%
Cordyceps 10%
Extracted chicken juice (fresh) 80%

Freshly extracted chicken juice leh!

Bei Mir Bist Du Schon (part 1) from the album “Clarinet a’ la king” by Benny Goodman

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TODAY: Peanuts and Marina Bay provoke bloggers

TODAY 27 Jul 05


The other day while dining at Adam Road Food Centre, the fruit juice stall-owner served our starfruit and watermelon juice with her usual banter. She said: Last time small that time, buy kacang puteh only 10 cents. Now is $600,000.

Read more here.

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On my birthday

Some time ago, quite recently, Neil Armstrong pulled rank on Buzz Aldrin and jostled his way out the hatch of the lunar module, which was parked somewhere on the Sea of Tranquility.

At round about the same time, at Mount Alvernia Hospital on Thomson Road, a mother recovering from a caesarian section contemplated naming her newborn first son after the lunar mission (Apollo 11 Lee), then after the rocket vehicle that propelled the nauts to the moon (Saturn V Lee), then after the lunar module (Eagle Lee), then the painkillers wore off, and she settled for a nice Hebrew name. (That nice name means ‘Right Hand of God’ in Hebrew, but that newborn first son turned out to be left-handed.)

Thank you all who left birthday wishes on the comments system and email and sms. For those who share the same birthday, know this, you share your birthday with such people as Robin Williams and Ernest Hemingway. One is insanely funny, and the other shot himself.

Today, I went to buy 20 bananas from Cold Storage Centrepoint, where I saw Chee Soon Juan stand on the five-foot-way selling his new book called ‘The Power of Courage: You will never go hungry” (or something). I wanted to take a photo, but my hands were full with the bags of bananas and stuff. Instead, I stood mesmerised by his soporific chanting that went something like,

‘Don’t be afraid of the dark, gahmen intimidate us, transparency like NKF. Don’t be afraid of the dark, gahmen intimidate us, transparency like NKF’.

I had to snap out of my stupor and continue making my way back to work. Birthday or not, it’s still a work day, and a lot of work this work day has. It’s not even over yet.

Then I had to get to a computer fast, because I had to change all my passwords, which are all the names of my dead pets in reverse. If you don’t already know, Xiaxue’s Blogger and Gmail accounts were hacked into and their contents deleted. If you’re reading this, hacker, don’t worry, I am not threatening you. You’ll get your comeuppance in due time. We’re talking twenty years without probation, you chowcheebye!

These are days. And they get a bit scary sometimes, so I’ll paste this quote I’ve pasted a coupla times before:

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.

Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

~Jelaluddin Rumi

Lau Pa Sat catch fire because my cake too many candles liao.

Today, Tomorrow, Forever from the album “Through the Eyes of Patsy Cline – An Anthology Disc One” by Patsy Cline

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Pat yourselves on the back, but not too much, because sekali people don’t like

How do you volunteers do it?

You’ve got day jobs and other things in your life you’ve got to contend with, and you still turn up and run the show like you’ve done Bloggers’ Conferences all your lives. Damned good lor!

Next time got international bloggers’ conferences, you all have to volunteer again.

I was so excited about the whole thing, I didn’t know what to say to so many people who came, chatted, and went and chatted with other bloggers.

Plus I did so little for the Conference, I feel terribly guilty. All I did was call Mindef to activate Daryl so I could take over the legal panel’s segment, which was the best fun I’ve had in public in a long time. (Last time was when I had to take a dump on a traffic island in Loyang because there were no toilets to be found. Sorry, bougainvillea cluster, you been browned.)

And what about Robert Goh being outed? Thank you Sunday Times! Anonymininity is for cowards! We are gonna run photographs of press reporters queueing to interview bloggers!

So hor, since I’m so late (as usual) in writing about Bloggers.SG, I’ll stop here now. Dowan people to call me Channel Newslater.

Now, back to real life in meatspace and its attendant stuff to blog about.

TODAY: Chip off the blog, 20 July 2005


And, oh, to meet bloggers whose faces we’ve not known in real life, now that was a treat. Blogger Sarong Party Girl ( turned up after the Sunday Times reporters left, which is a pity. Because, if they had stayed on, they might have had the chance to witness that the Sarong Party Girl without her sarong is still pretty much a Party Girl.

Read more here.

Chip off the blog 20 July 2005
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P.S. Thank you Serene and Melissa for a fine job in Digital Life’s coverage of the Con. Sunday Times people, learn from them can?

Sometime Other Than Now from the album “Slow Turning” by John Hiatt

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